Ping Zhao Lu

Fengluan Palace

Qinghe still couldn't believe that Concubine Shu had passed away overnight.

My master seemed to be absent-minded since then.

Suspicious, she bravely stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, is Concubine Shu really..."

She was still very curious. After all, last time they said the prince was about to die, but he appeared in the palace alive and well.

If her master hadn't explained to her later that the false news was deliberately spread to cooperate with the little prince.

Now it was Concubine Shu's turn, and Qinghe felt a little uncertain.

What's more, those who walked out of the Weiyang Palace all had faces as solemn as lead, and even the eaves of the palace were hung with snow-white silk.

Hearing Qinghe's question, Xu Zhouye raised his head slightly, opened his lips and slowly said, "No." Although the voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the silent hall.

This time, he did not choose to hide it. At this moment, the master and servant were the only two people in the huge hall.

After a pause, Xu Zhouye continued, "However, from now on, there is indeed no such person as Concubine Shu in this harem.

Hearing this, Qinghe understood, "This result is really surprising."

Xu Zhouye smiled, gently propped up his head with his hands, closed his eyes, and a look of infinite emotion appeared on his face. He murmured to himself, "She is a very good girl, insightful and open-minded. She shouldn't be trapped in this deep palace."

Leaving at this time will also ensure your own safety.

After all, the prince has returned, and as the one who has the custody of the prince, she naturally becomes a thorn in the eyes and flesh of others.

Even if everything is calm now, sooner or later it will be involved in endless disputes and conspiracies.

Rather than passively waiting for disaster to strike, it is better to follow the wishes of those with ulterior motives, pretend to be dead in order to escape, and thus escape from this dangerous place full of right and wrong and grudges.

"What about Your Highness?" Qing He asked softly, her eyes filled with pity, "Are you willing to be trapped in this deep palace..."

Looking back to the time before he entered the palace, his master was so unrestrained and free.

At that time, the master could do whatever he wanted, go wherever he wanted, do whatever he wanted, without any constraints.

However, since entering the palace, the master's originally bold and unrestrained temperament has gradually been restrained and suppressed.

Even if she had not become the queen, with her master's talent, she could have held a high position in the government, realized her ambitions, and left her name in history.

Thinking of this, Qinghe couldn't help but feel a surge of regret in his heart.

However, facing Qinghe's worries, Xu Zhouye simply smiled calmly and said soothingly, "Don't worry so much! It's not that the red tape in this palace restricts my hands and feet, but it's just that your master has intentionally restrained himself. If you really want to make a fuss, these so-called rules and regulations, institutional traditions, I don't care at all."

Let’s not talk about the past life, but in this life, I have Chu Yunxiao by my side, so why should I be unwilling?

Thinking of Chu Yunxiao, the corners of Xu Zhouye's lips instantly sank.

Do I really have to sleep alone tonight?

Golden Palace

After Shang Jiu left, the emperor sat alone, quietly leaning on the couch.

Although he was flipping through an ancient book in his hand, his eyes seemed wandering. It was obvious that his mind was not on the book in front of him at all. He seemed to be silently waiting for something.

As time passed, the palace servants who had been waiting beside the emperor began to feel impatient with the silence and the long wait. One of them even couldn't help but secretly yawn.

At this time, Chu Yunxiao finally slowly closed the yellowed book, waved to the palace servants, turned off the lights and went to bed.

As the lights in the hall went out one by one, leaving only a single lamp still emitting a faint glow, a palace attendant standing behind the emperor slowly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, would you like me to undress you?"

Hearing this, Chu Yunxiao couldn't help but frown slightly.

He was only wearing a thin nightgown, so there was really no need to undress.

Which blind palace servant would ask such a stupid question?

Just when he was about to turn around in confusion to see who was so tactless, he suddenly felt a pair of soft arms around his waist.

Then, a warm body pressed against him from behind, and at the same time, a gentle and alluring voice came from his ear: "Your Majesty, do you really not want it?"

Chu Yunxiao was stunned. Before he could react, the person behind him had already nimbly moved in front of him.

He subconsciously looked down and saw the person in front of him looking at him with a smile on his face. That smile was as bright and dazzling as a blooming spring flower, which made people feel moved.

Her hands were still restlessly wandering over his body.

Chu Yunxiao lowered his eyes to look at Xu Zhouye, who was dressed as a eunuch in front of him. His heart tightened and he felt his blood rushing down. He raised his hand to hold the man in his arms and said in a deep voice, "Eunuch Xu is getting bolder and bolder. He even dares to tease me. Isn't he afraid of being severely punished at my command?"

Xu Zhouye hooked his hands around the emperor's neck and whispered in his ear, "I would like Your Majesty to punish me severely, but I'm afraid Your Majesty will be reluctant to do so."

Seeing this, Chu Yunxiao could no longer hold back. He lifted the man onto his shoulder with one hand and strode towards the dragon bed.

Without hesitation, he threw the person onto the couch and leaned over.

Xu Zhouye couldn't help but gasp, a light blush spreading from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks. "Your Majesty, be gentle."

Chu Yunxiao stared at his seductive appearance and finally could no longer bear it. Without any manners, he bit his lips fiercely, sucking and rubbing them, and was extremely lingering. "Didn't you say that you wanted me to punish you severely? You can't stand it now?"

As their lips and teeth parted, Xu Zhouye's breathing quickened slightly. He stepped forward and gently bit the emperor's earlobe, "I only hope, I only hope that Your Majesty will be more ruthless..."

Chu Yunxiao couldn't stand his teasing. He leaned over and blocked the restless mouth again. He hugged him fiercely and sat him in his arms. He gritted his teeth and sighed, "As you wish!"

……

The night is long, the veil is hung low, and the faint candlelight illuminates the beautiful room.

……

After the madness, Xu Zhouye came back to his senses, leaning weakly against the emperor, breathing slightly.

Chu Yunxiao's chest heaved as he gently rubbed the back of the woman's neck in his arms. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did the Queen come here tonight? Why didn't you think of your beautiful and extraordinary former lover?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked this question. As soon as Xu Zhouye was asked, he immediately became angry. He didn't care about his weak and aching body and struggled to get out of the emperor's arms.

"The Prince of Huai and I are innocent. If Your Majesty says one more word, I will not be able to guarantee this innocence."

After saying this, he gathered his clothes and prepared to get off the bed.

"you dare!"

Chu Yunxiao was quick to act and held the person tightly in his arms. "I don't care what you want to do, but this love is the only thing I can touch."

*

East Palace

"Your Highness, why are you not sleeping so late? And you have been in a bad mood since you came back. Are you missing the Imperial Concubine?" Shi'an looked worried, holding the lamp carefully, and asked in a soft and concerned voice.

The flickering candlelight illuminated his slightly tired but worried face.

Faced with the concern of his subordinates, Chu Heyuan lowered his head and said nothing, his fingers unconsciously tugging at the corner of his clothes, as if he wanted to rub all his sorrow into this small piece of cloth.

"Your Highness..." Seeing Chu Heyuan had no reaction, Shi'an's heart grew heavier.

He walked gently to the front of the couch, bent down slightly, and tried to catch a trace of emotional fluctuation from Chu Heyuan's downcast face.

However, he could see nothing but endless sorrow and loneliness.

Shi An couldn't bear to see his Highness so depressed, so he gritted his teeth and said soothingly, "The deceased is gone, Your Highness, please accept my condolences."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Heyuan's body trembled violently, as if he was hit by an unbearable force.

Then he suddenly stood up and rushed out like a gust of wind.

Shi'an looked at Chu He's receding back in astonishment, and almost dropped the lantern in his hand.

Chu Heyuan ran all the way until he reached the stone steps in front of the door and stopped.

His legs went limp and he slumped down to the ground, unable to contain the surging grief in his heart any longer, and he burst into tears.

She cried so heart-wrenchingly and heartbrokenly!